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Friday, October 18, 2013

NEW RELEASE / The Muse By Kenya Wright

On the first day of her nude modeling job, Elle deals with a corpse, an eccentric dark artist, his sexy brother, and a grandmother that can see someone's future by just touching their hands. Although these crazy distractions shove her on edge, it's just what she needs to mend her battered heart and forget about her ex-boyfriend. Besides, she does get to live in their castle for the whole three months.

Everything seems magical and perfect. Until more dead bodies are discovered.

There's something going on at night, right in the artist's garden. Under the moonlight, young women are being cut and sliced, and no one has a clue to who's doing it. And the more she's around the weird family in the castle, the more she realizes that they all are hiding secrets.

Prologue

We all came to watch her die.

We were distorted silhouettes against
a moonlit sky like goblins or ghosts who came out at night, when the moon was
full and welcomed wicked things to earth.

We surrounded her in a large circle,
and she fluttered her eyelashes like an injured butterfly wagging its broken
wings in a last attempt to fly. And similar to the insect falling to its
demise, she lay on the wet ground in the midst of a garden, dying among growing
things—carrots and cabbage, grass and fertile earth.

Stars glittered in the night. The moon
glowed. A breeze kissed her flesh for the last time. It was beautiful in a way
that was immorally wrong.

And then her expression froze into a picture,
one discarded among forgotten things, except no one would ever forget her.

“I'll make sure they remember.” I took
a strand of her hair.

Everyone nodded in silent agreement,
and then one by one disappeared into the castle’s dark shadows where night met
blackened air and creepy things whispered the most haunting words into the
wind.

Kenya Wright always knew she would be famous since the ripe old age of six when she sang the Michael Jackson thriller song in her bathroom mirror. She has tried her hand at many things from enlisting in the Navy for six years as a Persian-Farsi linguist to being a nude model at an art university.

However, writing has been the only constant love in her life. Will she succeed? Of course.

For she has been coined The Urban Fantasy Queen, the Super Iconic Writer of this Age, The Lyrical Genius of Our Generation. Granted, these are all terms coined by her, within the private walls of her bathroom as she still sings the Michael Jackson thriller song.

Kenya Wright currently resides in Miami with her three amazing, overactive children, a supportive, gorgeous husband, and three cool black cats that refuse to stop sleeping on Kenya’s head at night.